Chapter 169 There are too many people here...
Pei Jingxu was in a trance for a moment.
At that moment, she seemed to see the young man who had only her in his heart and eyes waving at her and walking towards her.
Because he was drunk, Rong Xuanzhou's steps were a little unsteady.
The figure staggered towards Pei Jingxu, Rong Xuanzhou reached out and grabbed Pei Jingxu's wrist.
The smell of alcohol lingered around Pei Jingxu.
Pei Jingxu frowned slightly and tried to struggle free from his hand, but she found that he was holding her very tightly, as if he was deliberately trying to compete with someone.
The drunken voice of the man came to my ears: "A Xu, can you take me back to my room to rest..."
The man was tall and overshadowed Pei Jingxu's body. From a distance, it looked like the man was kissing her on the cheek.
Pei Jingxu had bumps all over his body.
Seeing this, the men at the banquet started to jeer, "Hahaha, General Xuanzhou, you're pestering your own wife like this, don't you have any shame..."
"I heard that General Xuanzhou could defeat a hundred men on the battlefield alone, unrivaled in the world. How come he is so obedient in front of my lady?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, my lovely wife is in my arms, I'm so envious..."
“…”
Even though his vision and body were blocked by Rong Xuanzhou, Pei Jingxu could still easily sense that cold gaze.
Pei Jingxu's scalp tingled, and he whispered, "Let go..."
Rong Xuanzhou seemed unaware. He leaned forward slightly, pulling her closer to his arms. His voice was hoarse and tender: "Ah Xu, be good, take me back to my room to rest..."
Even with a somewhat pleading tone.
Pei Jingxu frowned and looked at Rong Xuanzhou with a cold expression: "Rong Xuanzhou, what exactly are you going to do?"
His eyes and eyebrows were the same as when he was young. Pei Jingxu was stunned for a moment.
Just because of this moment of distraction, Rong Xuanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and leaned over to kiss her.
“Hey—”
It was the sound of a teacup being placed on the table.
The sound was not loud, but everyone at the table who was originally joking and chatting fell silent in an instant.
Everyone looked at Rong Jianxue, and seeing that the young master had a cold and silent expression, they didn't dare to say a word, and even their breathing slowed down.
Rong Xuanzhou stopped moving, but pretended to be drunk and rested his head on Pei Jingxu's shoulder.
——Pei Jingxu finally noticed the man’s gaze.
It was freezing cold, just like the snow that never melted in the sky, without even a hint of warmth.
Pei Jingxu heard the sound of himself swallowing.
As the teacup was put down, endless stillness and silence followed.
No one spoke, and no one dared to pick up any food. Everyone's eyes were vaguely fixed on the young master.
Pei Jingxu even felt that the person on his shoulders was too heavy to support.
Finally, the man's cold and indifferent voice was heard: "Jiang Hui, send him back to his room to rest."
Jiang Hui was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Now, hearing his master say this, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Yes."
Jiang Hui walked over to Rong Xuanzhou and said, "Second Master, I will take you back."
Rong Xuanzhou frowned, feeling Jiang Hui trying to hold his arm, and pushed him away unhappily, still leaning against Pei Jingxu: "I want Ah Xu to take me there."
"I want my wife to send..."
He seemed to be really drunk and even dared to disobey Rong Jianxue's orders.
He deliberately emphasized the word "wife", spitting it out word by word, mixed with a bit of alcohol, and fell on Rong Jianxue neither lightly nor heavily.
Rong Jianxue twirled the Buddhist beads between her sleeves, her eyes cold and stern, without any emotion being detected.
Jiang Hui was about to cry out loud.
If possible, he would like to cover the mouth of this second young master!
Wuwuwu, Second Young Master, please stop talking. If you want to die, don’t take me with you…
As a last resort, Jiang Hui looked at Pei Jingxu for help with tears in his eyes.
Jiang Hui looked at Pei Jingxu, and Pei Jingxu looked at Jiang Hui.
I understand what Jiang Hui means.
Rong Xuanzhou had no intention of leaving her. Sighing, Pei Jingxu raised her eyes slightly and looked at the man sitting at the table.
"Jun Mou."
She called him that.
In front of everyone.
In an instant, not only the men's seats, but even the sound of string music seemed to slow down.
Everyone widened their eyes, looked at the Second Lady in disbelief, and then looked at the Young Master.
The voice was light and soft, with a hint of asking for help, delicate and gentle, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, which could easily cleanse those despicable and dirty thoughts.
Rong Jianxue lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the teacup in front of her.
Didn't look at her.
In the teacup, the tea leaves float up and down. When something drops into the teacup, the tea creates ripples.
Pei Jingxu's voice was soft and gentle: "Can you come and help me..."
The heavy rain easily extinguished the raging fire.
She called him like this, in front of everyone, secretly and brazenly, showing the intimacy between the two of them.
This thought pleased him.
for a long time.
Rong Jianxue raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up from the desk, and walked slowly to her.
Rong Xuanzhou still leaned on her.
The man was taller than Rong Xuanzhou. He lifted the man's arm with one hand, and sensing his struggle, he pressed a point on his body with his fingertips.
Rong Xuanzhou groaned in pain, and his limbs went limp. Rong Jianxue pulled Rong Xuanzhou and easily handed him to Jiang Hui who was standing beside him.
When Jiang Hui carried Rong Xuanzhou, he was so moved that he burst into tears.
After looking at Pei Jingxu with great gratitude, Jiang Hui carried Rong Xuanzhou and walked out of the tent.
The matter was settled, and Pei Jingxu turned around and was about to leave.
But before she could lift her foot, the man's voice came from above her head: "Where are you going?"
With a hint of coldness and warning.
Pei Jingxu subconsciously shrank his neck, turned around and looked at the man, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were clear: "Go back to the women's table..."
The man who got the answer raised his chin slightly and looked at her arrogantly and coldly, as if he wanted to see through her.
Pei Jingxu met the man's eyes calmly.
He was twisting the Buddhist beads in his sleeves one by one, and his fingertips turned slightly white.
for a long time.
Rong Jianxue said hoarsely, "He didn't drink much, so he doesn't need someone to look after him."
As if reminding her.
Pei Jingxu naturally understood what Rong Jianxue meant.
——He didn’t want her to “look after” Rong Xuanzhou.
She hadn't meant it that way, but when she heard Rong Jianxue say that, she bit her lip slightly and said in a gentle voice, "A Xu knows."
There was silence all around.
All the male guests' eyes fell on the two of them.
The two just stood facing each other, without any physical contact, and even had a simple, almost boring conversation.
But for some reason, it feels like...
Not quite innocent.
This thought only flashed through everyone's mind for a moment before being forgotten.
They actually dare to covet this powerful minister like this, they really are not afraid of death!
Pei Jingxu noticed those gazes and pretended to hesitate as he took a step back, putting some distance between himself and Rong Jianxue.
She had just taken a step back when the man in front of her took a step closer to her without making a sound.
The cool and abstinent scent of agarwood came, and Pei Jingxu turned his head slightly, not daring to look at him.
"What are you hiding from?"
He asked this in a cold and low voice.
Pei Jingxu lowered her head and said in a small and weak voice, "There are... too many people here..."
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